His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 464

Following the last place Dillon had seen Eliza, the two men set off in search of her. The streets were deserted, but there were too many intersections to know where she might have gone. "Dillon, you check this way, and I'll go that way," Casper said, glancing at his watch as the night deepened. "Call me if you find anything."

"Alright, Mr. Casper."

They split up, combing through every street and alley, leaving no stone unturned.

Finally, after a grueling search, Casper spotted a fleeting white shadow near the entrance of an abandoned shopping mall.

Was it Eliza?

Why would she go in there?

The place was marked for demolition, filled with scaffolding and debris a dangerous maze where one wrong step could lead to injury. Without a second thought, Casper sprinted toward the shadow.

The darkness was suffocating, like being swallowed by a pitch-black wilderness. Eliza's white nightgown shone like a beacon, guiding him closer. He followed her cautiously, maintaining a careful distance, not daring to blink for fear she might vanish.

She turned a corner and headed up the stairs of the ten-story building. The railings had been removed, leaving only the bare, treacherous steps. What was she thinking?

Casper pulled out his phone and called Dillon.

"I found Eliza. Something's off. Go get help, just in case."

He feared the situation might spiral out of control.

"Got it," Dillon responded.

After hanging up, Casper climbed the stairs behind Eliza. She reached the rooftop effortlessly, as if the climb hadn't fazed her at all.

the other hand, was

the edge, his heart pounded

are you

slightly, not turning back. The cold night wind blew through her hair,

took a step, positioning one foot

"Eliza..."

in his throat, his pulse

bear the thought of

if she

step.

thinking of

would she suddenly want

QUMS

come back. It's dangerous. The wind is strong, and you're barely dressed. Aren't

out his hand, moving slowly, trying to

ignored his calls, her slender figure swaying in the wind,

vacant gaze seemingly drawn

a misstep

was afraid of heights; she wouldn't choose to

she had no reason to want to

"Elle, what's wrong?"

"Elle, come here, please?"

"Elle, don't move."

heart was on edge

couldn't hesitate any longer and rushed towards